the beautiful echo

For some time last night, I laid and listened to the haunting howl of some creature, 

longing to be heard.

It's howling echoed off the hills and ran together as if a song was being sung.

A beautiful, 

but misunderstood song.

It was....

                           .......it is

how my heart feels.

I have this ache and desire to be heard by those I love- 

a haunting heartache.

I can howl, even beautifully,

but as it echoes off the hills and then the mountains, 

those close to me hear only the howl...and an eeriness to it.

.

They don't really understand me.

Or the sounds my heart makes.

I get the creature which howled through that lonely night.

I understand.

And 

it is beautiful.

~taken from

 "my journey"